I know I'm pulling a detonator out of my ass for saying this, but Jeff, you actually look like shite. No, compared to 'shit', that is essentially a compliment from me to you. There's certainly some intricate and thoughtful songwriting throughout this compilation, which shouldn't flow the way it does.

There's some great stuff, some good stuff, some stuff that doesn't really stand out - but it's all brought together by the fact that Jeff Rosenstock is one of the most convincing lyricists and singers of all time and that holds the album up even when a couple individual songs don't.

As sad as it is, it seems that this will be one of god Rosenstock's last hurrahs. Though not quite as well worked-out and finished as his normal releases, this proves to be another example of how much left Jeff has to show us and how much more of a tragedy it is that he's hanging up his guitar 'til who knows when. 3.9/5